Shopping! My fav!

Happy slut! What a wonderful day I had today with Daddy. He surprised me by being available a couple of hours early and took me to lunch. We went to the Los Angeles institution, Phillipe's where the french dip was invented. Long line waiting, but I didn't mind. Daddy helped pass the time by rocking the plug embedded deep in my raw ass and clutching handfuls of my skin through my dress. Leisurely lunch followed by a trip to J.T.'s Stockroom. We were shopping for the perfect plug, silicone based and intended for long term wear. I am a picky slut when it comes to plugs and we found one that is very close...we shall see how it fares over time. So far, I am pleased with the wearability. I also tried on a few latex pieces. I have never worn latex so this was exciting for me. He picked a black latex skirt as my first piece. I tried on another dress which he loved, but it was a tad too small and I looked something like a sausage stuffed in a casing. He paid for our stuff and we came back to my apartment.

I was stripped and made to lay on the bed with my arms behind my neck and knees parted. Daddy took off his belt, that bloody belt! I was aware I still had a decent bruise on my mons from last Thursday so I winced before the first blow was stricken. I am trying to work on the defensive posturing, but it is so difficult not to want to cover my tender underbelly from the full force lashes on my tits, belly, pussy and inner thighs. I was stripey like some weird pink and white zebra. Daddy mounted me and stuck his cock into his pussy. When I feel his cock slip in, I immediately feel centered and safe. He fucked me hard and covered my mouth and nose. I have a horrible time with that and I clawed his hands off of my face. My action was met with several hard and sharp cracks to my face. I was warned, "If you ever move my hand away again slut, I will leave you. Understand?" He wrapped his hand around my throat and told me to cum or black out. I don't know how to cum on command....that is not a factory installed feature. He asked, "which will it be whore?" and I told him I didn't know how to so black out...he tapped my head and told me it was all up there. I focused and felt the pressure increase on my neck, it was a race against the clock. SOMEHOW I managed to cum. There is a point when Daddy is using me when I cannot tell where I stop and he starts. I feel as if I am a part of him and am a feral sex slave. I just take the cock, as simple as that. He flipped me over, yanked the plug out of my ass then fucked that hole. He pressed his cheek to mine and talked to me. I hungered for his kisses and love feeling his breath on my face. Again, I could not tell where my body ended and his began. He told me I would become a part of him and it is so evident when he is fucking me. He rode me hard and came. He lay on top of me and told me to feel his cum pumping into my body. Feel it fill me up. We lay there for a while. It was delicious. I cuddled in his arms for a while. Quiet, close, safe. I love him.

Daddy had to go to a work function tonight so he had to leave. Bittersweet as I feel sore in all the right places and so happy...but wondering when I will get to see him again. This is the hardest part for me. Daddy is busy and has God knows how many other sluts to attend to so I don't get to see him as often as I would like. Countdown to subdrop........